Monday, November 18, 2024

Hands Full

August Macke
Portrait with Apples
1909
oil on canvas
Lenbachhaus, Munich

Giovanni Martinelli
Flora
ca. 1650
oil on canvas
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Édouard Manet
Young Woman with a Pitcher
ca. 1858-60
oil on canvas
Ordrupgaard Art Museum, Copenhagen

Lovis Corinth
Wilhelmine with Cat
1924
oil on canvas
Landesmuseum, Hannover

Alessandro Casolani
Young Woman contemplating a Skull
ca. 1570-90
oil on canvas
Statens Museum for Kunst, Copenhagen

Josef Christ
Self Portrait
1758
oil on canvas
Staatsgalerie, Stuttgart

Onorio Marinari
Judith with the Head of Holofernes
ca. 1680
oil on canvas
Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest

Giovanni Domenico Cerrini (il Cavalier Perugino)
Salome with the Head of John the Baptist
ca. 1660
oil on canvas
National Gallery, Athens

Anonymous Netherlandish Artist
Virgin and Child in Crescent Moon
ca. 1490
oil on panel
Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna

Defendente Ferrari
Virgin and Child
ca. 1520
tempera on panel
Národní Galerie, Prague

François Perrier
Silenus with the Infant Bacchus
(antique sculpture, now in the Louvre)
1638
etching
Hamburger Kunsthalle

Frederic Leighton
Athlete wrestling with a Python
1888-91
marble statue
Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

Auguste Rodin
Man with Serpent
1885
plaster statuette
Clark Art Institute, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Jan Gossaert
Mary Magdalen
ca. 1525-30
oil on panel
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

Gabriël Metsu
Public Notary
ca. 1653
oil on panel
Leiden Collection, New York

Jusepe de Ribera
Euclid
ca. 1630-35
oil on canvas
Getty Museum, Los Angeles

Auguste Toulmouche
Reading Lesson
1865
oil on canvas
Museum of Fine Arts, Boston

To Some I have Talked with by the Fire

While I wrought out these fitful Danaan rhymes,
My heart would brim with dreams about the time
When we bent down above the fading coals
And talked of the dark folk who live in souls
Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees;
And of the wayward twilight companies
Who sigh with mingled sorrow and content,
Because their blossoming dreams have never bent
Under the fruit of evil and of good:
And of the embattled flaming multitude
Who rise, wing above wing, flame above flame,
And, like a storm, cry the Ineffable Name,
And with the clashing of their sword-blades make
A rapturous music, till the morning break
And the white hush end all but the loud beat
Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet.

– W.B. Yeats (1893)